A/N: Here's chapter 2! I saw the Twilight movie and I loved it! I can't wait until they make New Moon. If you want to share your thoughts with someone you can always PM me. The song mentioned below is called "Lonely Girl" by Pink! Happy Thanksgiving, and enjoy that turkey.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or Starbucks.
XX
I cleaned off the counters as Emmett walked over to the door. In one quick motion, he flipped the sign to closed.
"Some crowed today, eh Bells?" He said with a wink.
I hit him on the shoulder and blushed. "Yeah. Well I saw the way you looked at that blonde. What was her name again? Hmm….."
He burst into laughter. "Well at least I didn't oogle over her in plain sight. Besides, she was hot with a capital H!"
I simply rolled my eyes but let my careless mind think about the man she was with once again.
"And…" Emmett added. "I didn't spill a drink all over myself! Seriously Bella that was hilarious. Believe me, I wasn't the only one that saw it!"
I was about to grab my keys and leave, but a deep voice stopped me.
"He's right Isabella, I saw it too."
I turned to see Mike, my manager. He always held this grudge against me.
You see, when I was in college Mike asked me out. I said yes, and after a couple of dates we became official boyfriend and girlfriend. I never really liked Mike that much. Sure he was a sweet guy, but not the "Will you live the rest of eternity with me" type. Then one day I was going to his dorm and walked in on him and some girl named Jessica. At first I cried, but then Emmett slapped some sense into me (literally). The next day I broke up with him, and he's hated me ever since. Now I know why they say "keep your friends close, but your enemies closer." You never know who you might run into.
"That was a big problem Ms. Swan." He said in an icy voice, "Please meet me in my office."
I glimpsed at Emmett putting my best "what should I do" face, but he was petrified. He looked worried, and I'm sure his face reflected mine very well.
Step by step I made my way to Mike's, or as he prefers Mr. Newton's, office. I took in a deep breath and opened the door.
"Hey Mi…I mean Mr. Newton. What would you like?" I struggled to put on my best "Disney Smile".
"I believe you know very well what I would like. I would like to talk to you about the incident between you and 2 of our customers." He started his lecture. "I know you have never been graceful Isabella, but could you at least THINK about walking correctly before making us loose our customers!"
He turned to me his eyes like daggers ready to pierce me at any moment.
"I'm sorry sir…I wasn't trying to…"
"Enough is enough! I am sick and tired of telling you to shape up." I heard a sharp intake of breath. "You are fired, please leave immediately."
I just nodded my head and left. Before I knew it I reached my old truck and tears of rage were streaming down my face.
"Hey Bella! Bella wait!"
Two strong arms pulled me into a hug. When I realized they were Emmett's, I put my arms around him and tightened my grip. I didn't want to let go. Emmett was always there for me. Just like the big brother I never had.
"Bella, everything is alright. I quit."
I just shook my head and said, "No go back."
Either he didn't' hear me or decided to be stubborn, because he didn't say anything else.
As he took my keys and opened the car door, only one thought came to mind. "Nice to see you again rejection!", and than a hole opened up in my chest, and tears streamed down my face.
XX
We were almost to my apartment when Emmett finally decided to say something.
"So what types of jobs did you have in mind?"
This thought never struck me, so I shrugged and thought about it for the rest of the ride, listening to the song on the radio.
When I can remember the very first time I cried Starin' at the cracks in the walls Do you even know who you are? Lyin' awake watchin' the sunlight I'm lookin' for a way to become Do you even know who you are? Sorry girl, tell a tale for me Do you even know who you are? Do you even know who you are?
How I wiped my eyes and buried the pain inside
All of my memories - good and bad - that's past
Didn't even take the time to realize
Cuz I'm waiting for it all to come to an end
Still I curl up right under the bed
Cuz its takin' over my head all over again
I guess I'm tryin' to find
A borrowed dream or a superstar?
I want to be a star
Is life good to you or is it bad?
I can't tell anymore
Do you even know what you have?
How the birds will sing as I count the rings
around my eyes
Constantly pushing the world I know aside
I don't even feel the pain, I don't even want to
try
The person that I dreamt of when I was sixteen
Oh, nothin' is ever enough
Ooh, baby, it ain't enough for what it may seem
I'm still tryin' to find
A borrowed dream or a superstar?
Everybody wants to be
Is life good to you or is it bad?
I can't tell anymore
Do you even know what you have?
No
Cuz I'm wondering how you really feel
I'm a lonely girl, I'll tell a tale for you
Cuz I'm just tryin' to make all my dreams come
true
Oh, yeah, yeah
A borrowed dream or a superstar?
Oh, I wanted to be a star
Is life good to you or is it bad?
I can't tell, I can't tell anymore
Do you even know what you have?
I guess not, oh I guess not
Oh, I'm tryin' to find
A rising dream or a superstar?
Oh, I have a all these dreams
Is life good to you or is it bad?
I can't tell anymore
Do you even know what you have?
No, no
Do you even know what you are?
A rising dream or a fallen star?
Is life good to you or is it bad?
I realized how true that song was, and how much it related to me. When we got there I thanked him for giving me a ride and Emmett just nodded and called a taxi. I went to my apartment and allowed the modern art, furniture, and color scheme to fit in. It truly was my dream home, even if felt a little empty and lonely. Than Emmett's question made its way through my head again.
"So what types of jobs did you have in mind?"
Than it struck me.
The idea was so perfect…
So flawless…
So chic!
"An interior designer!" I shouted out loud!
